<Arranging for ambush outside Sua’s prison…>
Thanks. I try to run the camp based on the same principles as summer camp.
NO FUN FOR ANYONE!
BTW…I think you were hit by friendly fire. The most dangerous items the enemy & their supporters have are baby oil & water wings (a deadly combination). Maybe you shouldn’t go so far undercover…
Dragwyr - that last post was for you. 
Well, even if it was friendly fire, I’m sure it wasn’t intentional. This war has been getting pretty gruesome.
Hey, what are we going to call this war anyway? We have lived through such wars as the Gulf War, the French Revolution, and World War II, so what shall we name this war?
Dragwyr,
I find it kind of strange that you are the only one hurt so far. How did you get behind the lines so fast? Maybe we should “talk”
brings out a very long and strange looking device
Of course you will need all your strenght for our “talk”
device gleams in the light. looks very sharp
jjjfishe - I’ve seen your picture. Chopped liver you most definitely ain’t.
Don’t sit around waiting for those evil ones in their legion of doom to assign you a role. Join the Cool Underground People’s Resistance. We can find a place for you.
We could certainly use some one else to do recruiting, for example.
dorkbro, having spied someone fiddling around with the amplifier, rushes down the hill and looks to see what was going on. “Cool, this is just what I need for the X-43.” He races back to his garage. Soon, the hiss of helium filling baloons can be heard.
Count me in Dorkbro
Sorry little*bit, I did not realize the job was taken. But since I really have a great evil-death camp, and I have worked so hard on the ratpit, the bamboo spikes of doom (coated with poison frog blood), the Pinchers of Hell, the various shock machines and interogation rooms…
Plus I have already struck a deal with a local food distributor. I will be able to fund our cause with the money I make from all the rice the little bastards will be growing. And I even added mocasins and other water snakes to the rice fields…
So, how about we work together but we work in my island. It would be a shame to let all this stuff go to waste.
As the sun begins to set over the beautiful island of Aruba, a strange sight in the skies draws your eyes.
“What the heck is that?”
Slowly it drifts closer, and you can begin to see a familiar gray, almost shiny color.
“What kind of an idiot would connect a deck chair to a bunch of helium baloons with duct tape?!? And why does it say X-43 on the side?”
The odd craft drifts closer and closer to an old building overlooking the shore. As it passes over the top, dorkbro jumps onto the roof, lashes a few lines to hold the X-43 in place, and breaks through the doorway on the roof.
“Sua - where are you man? We don’t have much time.”
“Over here.”
“OK, stand back from the door.”
*** BOOOM!!! ***
“Cough, cough, Sua, come on”
The two make there way back to the roof, and climb on the X-43 to rejoin the protest.
“Here Sua, I grabbed an extra set of sweats. It can get a bit nippy at 3500 feet. Oh, and call jjjfishe. We need to warn her about that Balance dude - he’s dangerous.”
Boy, I always check on these things too late. So, what can a guy with 3/4’s of a physics degree and no real-world experience whatsoever do? Doesn’t look like there’s much in the way of intelligence yet…a few SpecOps folk, but no one to sit around analyzing the satellite data and passing total BS to the people on the ground.
And if it comes to taking this nuclear (which, given the targets, may be an unfortunate possibility), I’m all over that.
[and since I can’t get officially recruited until Monday or so, I’m open to offers from the protesters. But you’ll have to convince me that it would be more gratifying.]
<Following tracking device planted on X-43. Next target: CUPR HQ>
Philbuck,
OK, here’s why you should join the Cool Underground People’s Resistance instead of becoming one of the evil stormtroopers.
-
They have lots of advanced weapons, we have things put together out of junk. If you join us, you could be completely in charge of all technology development - whereas if you join them, you’d probably be a low-level flunky. Where else can you get that kind of opportunity with 3/4 of a physics degree?
-
We’ve already got beer (note to self - have to get another cooler). They have someone in charge of an officer’s club, but it isn’t operating yet.
-
They’ve got a operations list with an incredibly long number of names on it - we’ve got Bluepony, jjjfishe, me and (hopefully) you. Sounds like the perfect set up for a David & Goliath story to me.
-
See, we’ve got this secret plan to play lots of music by all of the “musicians” on their hit list really really loud. Only we know when it will start - so only we know when to put in the earplugs. Save your sanity man, stay with us.
-
If worst comes to worst and you need to bug out, we already have an unsafe house in Aruba.
Join us, you have nothing to lose (except your dignity, your freedom, and perhaps your life - but those are mere trifles, right?)
Don’t listen to him, Philbuck. You can hang with me, doing nefarious but really cool stuff–and I’ve got a spare flask or two of homemade booze, too. No, not that one, that one’s the datura extract. I also have neat techie toys to play with.
Besides, the “device” on his pathetic excuse for an aircraft is due to go off in:
5…4…3…
Ok … no counter offers?
this is where we flip a coin.
Ender’s Gameboy … welcome aboard. I’m sure you’ll like our superannuation plan
I’m here to offer myself to the Cool Underground People’s Resistance.
What can I say? I’m a sucker for the underdog and the idealist in me says that even bad singers don’t deserve an army after them.
It’s a close call mind you but not even them.
Note to self: dpr may be subject to conversion. Use minimal force in capture so as not to compromise possible indoctrination.
dpr, welcome to the crew.
Can you give a chat to Philbuck, he still hasn’t made a decision yet.
You have a particular job in mind? If not, I think we could use you to be in charge of our search and rescue forces.
“Hey, Sua, whats that hissing sound coming from all of our baloons? It looks like we’re going to land right in the middle of that pasture. Ewwwww - at least we know these sheep haven’t been starving.”
plopp
“Better call back to Bluepony - we are going to be a bit delayed.”
Sua, dorkbro, please tell me neither of you are Scottish. I can’t handle spying on that!
<ducks barrage of sheep-related detritus>
Note to jjjfishe: You can take over recruiting duties from Brother Dorkbro. We’ll just show them your picture from the People Pages and let nature do the rest! 
By the way, don’t tell the new recruits to our Cool Underground People’s Resistance that we don’t have guns, per se, but they’re welcome to share Dorkbro’s really neat pointed stick.
dpr: Welcome to this noble cause :rolleyes: – the Preservation and Protection of All Music That Sucks. The Dark Forces Of Correct Musical Form…aw shit, Karl Marx I’m not! dpr, you’re now in charge of Anti-War Political Theory, since Dorkbro seems to have fucked up every antiwar slogan and chant since this mindless crusade began. Nobody in this freakin’ Movement seems to know how to draw a peace sign! Don’t ask Dorkbro, his last effort looked like a VW hubcap. Your secondary duties will be Chairman of Cool Underground People’s Resistance Beach Cookouts and Naked Volleyball.
I feel the Dark Forces of the Repressive Fascist 19th SDMB Corps of War Criminals on the move ready to stomp out our right to freely pollute our brain cells with Top 40 tripe.
I think I’ll take a nap and daydream about jjjfishe and naked volleyball. Uh… I mean work on some more…uh political theory…yeah… that’s what I meant.
I’m in charge of naked volleyball?
I know ** I ** picked the right side Philbuck. It’s not too late mate.
Political Theory. I’m on it. Neglect my athletic prowess if you wish; I’ll save IT for the volleyball games…
pLt: we got naked volleyball over here. Bring the mercenaries over. Payment? Um… I’ll cook.